As I entered the locker room, my teammates had already showered and were leaving for the day. I entered the locker room and told my last teammates bye.... I was worn out. Coach Kennedy told me to come to his office. He told me the only reason he was so tough on me was I had the potential to be the best on the team. As I moaned, Coach told me to lay down on the massage table and he would give me a quick rubdown. I took off my pads and stripped down to my jockstrap. Coach grabbed some oil and rubbed. .. I didn't mean... like..." Wendi was purposely stuttering over her words. Apparently the perfect distraction occurred because her face lit up. "Duck. Kimmi this time." Where?" I smiled as I looked until I located her walking down the trail. "Kimmmmi," I called out to her. "Over here." What are you doing?" Wendi asked, but I was swimming away from her.Kimmi was so cute when she was mad. Her small little legs stomped down to edge of the lake. Her small lips formed a frown and her gray eyes held. Taking his cum coated fingers in my mouth. Fingers coated with my cum. I was now licking my own cum off his hand. He relaxed his grip on me and told me I could go wash up.When I returned he had already dressed and was back on the couch watching the next game. Looking back, I can't recall who the hell was playing as I slipped on my sweats and told him I was gonna head on home.I went home and showered. Yet no matter how much I had soaped myself up I seemed to smell of his cum. The cum which. Dear diary, Let me tell you how she had me walk around the storeAt 11:10, I peeked out of the change room door, saw it was clear anddashed for the triple sided mirror. I was about to head back to take itoff when the lady suggested that I try wearing it around the store wherethere are no boys. I would agree as long as no one could see it under myshirt.I say, "I would die of embarrassment if my brothers caught me in a bra."She replies, "In our community there are no boys." I imagined it might.